Just when Dorothy was almost frightened to death by this weird and disgusting underground scene, senior sister Dinah beside her looked at her with a puzzled expression, and then took the lead out of the elevator.
Dorothy could clearly see that with the footsteps of her senior sister, the flesh and blood fungi on the ground were dented by the steps, and the eyeballs that were originally dripping and rotating on the fungus were directly stepped on, and the juice splashed in the air.
The rancid smell became even stronger.
And the germ carpet seemed to be stimulated by this, and countless squirming tentacles began to wrap and climb up along Senior Dinah's slender and round legs. In the process, some mucus contaminated Senior Sister's legs.
On her clothes, this intellectual senior who looked like a beautiful class teacher was all sticky and smelly.
However, Senior Sister Dinah herself did not seem to be aware of all this. She just looked at Dorothy with confusion, as if she was wondering why the eldest lady suddenly turned pale.
"Senior...Senior, don't you feel like you stepped on something under your feet?"
Dorothy reminded her with a trembling voice, especially when she discovered that many indescribable things not far away had begun to rush towards this direction, and she felt even more tired and wanted to die.
Well, in fact, it’s not really scary. After all, people’s fear of monsters comes from their own powerlessness. Once you have mastered the power, seeing those monsters you were once afraid of is just like that.
These indescribable things look so strange, and the smell is really strong.
She felt some physical discomfort at first.
However, it was strange. After seeing it a few more times, she was almost used to it, and she even began to become curious about these indescribable monsters, because she found that only she seemed to be able to see these monsters, while Dinah learned to
My sister was entangled in this tentacle and didn't notice anything unusual at all. She seemed to be unable to see anything.
"What's wrong? No, isn't there nothing?"
In response to the eldest lady's reminder, Senior Sister Dinah looked at the soles of her feet with some doubts, but she only saw the smooth and flat floor. In order to prove that she had done nothing, she even jumped a few times, only to provoke
The plump and delicate body made the branches tremble and the waves undulate.
It's a pity that if she were in another place, Dorothy might still be in the mood to appreciate it, but now her face is a little pale. After all, the senior sister just lost a few eyes on those carpets.
However, the senior sister's expressions and movements don't look fake. She really didn't see anything. So is the weird scene she saw real or fake?
Is this some kind of illusion?
Then why was I the only one who got hit, but Senior Dinah was fine? Is it because I'm too weak?
Dorothy began to think in her mind.
But having said that, she just felt her inspiration stir. It might be that her inspiration was too high to see these things.
"Hey, senior, may I ask what your inspiration rating is? If you can't tell me, just pretend I didn't ask."
Seeing that those indescribable monsters were really about to surround her senior, Dorothy couldn't care about anything else. She stretched out her hand to pull her senior back into the elevator, and then asked:
.
"A, my inspiration talent is quite high."
Senior Sister Dinah answered directly. It was obviously supposed to be a secret, but she had no intention of hiding it. After all, this was her own god asking a question. As a loyal archbishop under the crown of the God of Academic Overlord, Dinah
Said he had no secrets.
When she heard this answer, Dorothy was also a little confused. The A-level evaluation was indeed quite high. Coupled with the senior sister's magical power that was more than ten times her own, her total inspiration value must be far beyond her own.
There is no reason why I can see it but she can't.
Is it really because I am too good at it that I fell into the illusion? Or is it that whether you can see these things is not determined by the total number of inspirations, but by the level of inspiration evaluation?
Dorothy thought again in her mind.
Forget it, never mind, a gentleman will not stand under a dangerous wall. No matter what the principle is, this wave looks dangerous anyway, so we'd better escape first.
At that moment, she decisively pressed the button of the magic elevator at hand, preparing to oil the road first.
However, just when the elevator door was about to be completely closed, it suddenly got stuck, which made Dorothy tremble.
Oh my god, do we really have to take action?
She frowned, then silently retreated behind Senior Dinah, and a piece of pitch-black dragon scale appeared at her hand.
She found this on her pillow when she woke up in the Shining Tower a few days ago. Judging from the magical aura on the dragon scales, it was obviously something left by her mother.
Dorothy has roughly studied this dragon scale in the past few days. Although the production principle is too complicated to understand, the effect has been roughly studied.
This is an amulet that automatically defends and counterattacks. If she receives fatal damage, the amulet will automatically defend and counterattack. The strength of the counterattack is determined by the strength of the attack. The backhand is a super double.
As for the output limit, judging from the terrifying magic power fluctuations in the dragon scale, it should be almost the full blow of the Peak Witch.
Tsk, should I say she is a biological mother? This is a direct gift of a world-destroying nuclear bomb to her daughter. Every day Dorothy wears this dragon scale amulet, she is frightened. She always feels like she is
A little witch growing mushrooms.
So, don't come over here. If I come over again, my hands may shake and the library may be gone.
Looking at the elevators that couldn't be combined, Dorothy screamed in her heart.
only....
Although the door was stuck, there seemed to be no subsequent horror. After Dorothy waited for a while, she plucked up the courage. To this day, she is still wondering what the eldest lady is doing.
Senior Sister Dinah walked out from behind.
Of course, it was impossible to go up and look directly at the crack in the door. Dorothy would never be able to commit such a suicide act in her life. She casually threw away two ice mirrors, then formed a periscope and peered out of the door along the crack.
.
Then....
"Damn, I knew this was the trick, I'll poke it."
Looking at the pair of eyes with horizontal square sheep pupils reflected in the mirror, Dorothy stretched out her hand, directly transformed into a dragon claw, and used her backhand to create a double dragon exploration bead.
Suddenly, a scream came from outside the door.
"Ah...my eyes..."
Dorothy: "...."
Ah, why is this not the roar of a monster? This voice sounds like a witch sister...
Beside her, Senior Sister Dinah had a happy face.
"Senior Fanny, you're awake."
Dorothy: "..."
Ugh, it's over.
She looked down at the blood on the tips of her claws and fell into self-isolation again.
Although this kind of minor injury is nothing to a witch, is it really okay for me to offend the boss at this very meeting? Is there any hope of seeking help in the future?
Waiting online, quite urgent.
Damn, those scary eyes are actually human. Have you made a mistake? What is your evolution template? Why is it so weird?
